241, flying to Haicheng

Su Wanwan slept until almost noon the next day, ultimately disrupted by a phone call.

She opened her eyes to find herself alone in the brightly lit room.

The time was just after 10 in the morning. Huo Jingshen must have gone to work.

This shameless man, did he just leave like that?!

She answered the phone, "Weiyi?"

Upon hearing her lazy voice tinged with evident sleepiness, Mo Weiyi on the other end of the line chuckled energetically, teasing, "Baby Wanwan, you can't be serious. It's so late and you're still in bed with your Mr. Huo?"

Blushing, Su Wanwan retorted, "No, I was just... so tired yesterday."

"Too tired? From Mr. Huo? Hehehe, your Mr. Huo is so vigorous, huh?"

His lascivious laughter turned Su Wanwan's face even redder, she quickly denied, "No, I meant... I was tired from dancing."

After that, she changed the subject. "Is there something you wanted?"

"Of course there is." Mo Weiyi chuckled. "I'm about to catch a flight to Haicheng."